Bloodlust
The tap, tap, tap of the dripping blood
Landing lightly and harshly on the sloppy mud
So red so thick
Wrapping itself around a stick
I can smell it a mile away
I feel like I want to touch it, see it, smell it, feel it, drink it, taste it and savour it everyday
The blood-lust drives me insane
I want the blood to come down with the rain
The hunger inside threatens to kill me
But I don't know what I have done until the fog across my eyes fades and I can see
Landing lightly and harshly on the sloppy mud
So red so thick
Wrapping itself around a stick
I can smell it a mile away
I feel like I want to touch it, see it, smell it, feel it, drink it, taste it and savour it everyday
The blood-lust drives me insane
I want the blood to come down with the rain
The hunger inside threatens to kill me
But I don't know what I have done until the fog across my eyes fades and I can see
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Ok, so pretty crap I know that but don't judge, I'm more of an author than a poet but I like writing both. I wrote this when I was in the middle of my 'I LOVE VAMPIRES' phase so don't diss.Read my stories.
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